My achievements are a bit abstract.

But the reality is that no matter how they study it now, they cannot come to a conclusion.

It is a fact that the first front has been destroyed, and the entire front has fallen into a horrible situation.

They can only find another way, after all, points wait for no one.

If they don't gain the corresponding points, they will soon be unable to hold on. By then, they won't even need to fight, as the daily consumption and losses will be enough to eliminate all of them.

Therefore, they also have to find some strange races to kill and then get points.

But now it seems that there are no living strange races on this front line. What can we do?
"Oh right, we can dig out some half-dead Holy Blattella from underground. If we can dig out one, does that mean we can dig out a second one? And there are more underneath?"

Someone thought of some key points.

Then when the other team members heard it, it seemed to be true.

Now that the first front has become like this, it seems that there is no possibility of finding any more Holy Roach people. Apart from digging, they can't think of any other way. If they turn around and leave now and go to other fronts, it is hard to say what the situation on other fronts is now. Moreover, those who can come to the first front are basically the weaker ones among the many national teams.

If they were asked to venture onto other fronts, they would be taking greater risks, and right now they obviously don't know much about this virtual world.

What if the same situation happens on other fronts?

Moreover, the journey would inevitably take a lot of time, and they didn't have much time to waste now.

He discovered the Holy Blattella team, looked at the aliens wailing on the ground in silence, and still took out a dagger.

With a "puff", the corpse filled with spiritual energy pierced into the body of the alien. The Holy Blatant, with only half of its body left, suddenly let out a sharp scream. The scream made people extremely physically uncomfortable. Green blood burst out from the wound and sprayed all over the person.

The next moment, the members of the small country team who were holding the knives were confused and surprised, because the bracelets worn by all the people in their team lit up.

A string of numbers is jumping rapidly.

One. Ten. Hundred. Thousand.
A full five digits, exactly one thousand points!

The expressions of all the team members changed immediately.

Because simply killing one can earn you a thousand points, what this means is basically self-evident.

This is actually a strange race at the Sun-Shining level!

How could there be a Sun-level Holy Blatches here? And they were so seriously injured?
However, they did not have time to think about it. In an instant, the captain of this small country's team became serious and looked at the other countries' teams gathered around him with extreme caution and vigilance.

But it was too late, the other teams had already noticed what was happening to this team.

It’s just that the other party reacted quickly and many people didn’t see the number clearly.

Immediately, a European team came forward with a fake smile and said, "My friend, how many points did you get? Can you show it to the brothers? We are all friendly neighbors, and we should share intelligence and news."

"Not much, just a Silver Moon level, with barely 100 points, which is not enough to sustain a day's food for our team." The captain of the small country smiled wryly.

At the same time, the entire team tightened their weapons, and spiritual energy began to surge to the surface.

This is ready.

Seeing that the idea was not easy to solve, and without seeing the actual score number, the captain of the team who was questioning also changed his expression and smiled: "Hahaha, don't be nervous, we are just asking out of interest. Since you don't want to reveal it, then we won't bother you anymore."

After careful consideration, it is still not appropriate to start a war.

They also have to preserve their strength, and now there are too many people here, and everyone is not a whole, but a competitor.

It was not the best time to strike, otherwise even if the points were considerable, it would be difficult to keep them. Not to mention, if the other party was not lying, they would have to pay the price of robbing.

Not worth the candle.

Well, now that it has been proven that the surviving strange creatures can be dug out, they dare not delay any further.

Otherwise, there were not many of these dying strange races, and it looked like they would die at any time. They were just hanging on by a thread. If it was any later, we probably wouldn't be able to dig up any alive ones.

I don’t know what happened here to cause such a situation.

All the teams remained calm and dispersed.

Everyone fought on their own and began to dig at the scorched earth within the first front line.

It has to be said that their judgment was correct, and they actually managed to dig out some Holy Cockroaches from under the scorched earth.

But there is no doubt that they all had injuries of varying degrees.

What does it feel like now? A bunch of people are digging wildly on the ground. What are they digging for? Digging for cockroaches.
However, it can only be said that even if these Holy Cockroaches are dug out, the points will not be equal.

Some teams dug and dug for a long time, and finally ended their lives with one cut, but the score counter showed single digits.

They were just ordinary Saint Blatches, not even at the Star Glory level.

For some teams, after digging out, they cut with a knife and their faces changed completely. Just like the original team, they all became alert and remained calm.

But these are only a minority. Most people have disappointment on their faces after taking one stab.

It’s simply a large-scale blind box opening scene.

At the same time, everyone was also marveling at the tenacious vitality of this holy cockroach clan.

The first front is like this, it's obvious that something terrible has happened, but they may even survive.

Many teams even found egg sheaths under the stomachs of some dying cockroaches.

Obviously, even if the mother dies, as long as the egg case exists, there will be a new group of holy cockroach creatures in a short time.

It's really chilling. This race is like a wildfire that can't be burned out, it will come back to life when the spring breeze blows. You may be easily misled into thinking that they have been completely killed and then extinct. Then, if there is a survivor in any dark corner, it will not be completely killed and will reproduce again soon.

They also stepped on the egg case and burst it.

Then some more points popped up.

It turns out that even the egg case has points.

On the first front, we just kept opening the blind box, and soon, it got darker.

They still haven't cleaned out the entire first front.

After all, the area of ​​a front line is still very large, and not much can be dug in a day. No one knows what happened to make the entire front line become what it is now.

Is it true that there has been a title-level person here?

No one knows. (End of this chapter)